Part 3

How did this happen? It went from me leaving my old apartment and my ex behind, to staying with my former best friend, to now calling her mistress? This moved so quickly, I don’t even know what to say when she asked my kinks and limits.

“I don’t like to be kept waiting.” She said impatiently.

“Well I like chastity.”

“That’s obvious you stupid boy, what else?”

“Well, um.” I was so nervous. I was panicking. “I like SPH? And maybe some light torture. BDSM. I like feeling powerless. I’m sure there is more that I can’t think of.”

“Interesting. Now your limits.”

“Vomit. Blood. Natural scat is fine but not anything special. And probably major exposure or very public humiliation.”

“Good to know.” I could see her taking notes on her phone. “Now put on your pants. And kneel in front of me.” I forgot I hadn’t pulled up my pants after putting on my cage.

“Yes mistress.” I put on my pants, crawled off the couch and knelt in front of my best friend Kylie, now my mistress.

“I have a few rules to start with in addition to my others. I can do whatever the Fuck I want. I own you now, you live in my house so that means no other person gets to see you like this. Only I do. And finally, every evening I want you to kiss my feet before you go to sleep.”

“What?”

“Do not question me you tiny dicked useless prick! What did I say?”

Holy Shit I was melting inside. My cock was straining against the cage. “I will kiss your feet every night mistress.”

She leant down and grabbed my face with her hand and made me look at her. “That’s a good boy. Now kiss my feet you worthless man.”

I looked into her beautiful blue eyes, they were so stern yet so soft. I could see the person that was my friend now being taken over by this mastermind, this mistress of limitless power. “Yes mistress”. I bowed deep in front of her, and kissed her feet, a good 2-5 seconds for each. I wanted her to know that I took her command’s seriously.

“That’s a good boy. You will remained locked until I say so, do you understand? I own you now.”

“Yes mistress.”

“Good, now go to sleep, and I’ll see you in the morning with more thoughts on what you can do with yourself.”

“Yes mistress.” And I started to stand.

“Ah ah ahhh, crawl to your room on all fours you pitiful pup.”

“Yes mistress.” And I got down and crawled to my room. It was not super far, but far enough to hurt my knees a bit, just tore them up on the carpet a little is all. But I crawled into my bed, and began to drift away to sleep.

My dreams were calm, but then I felt a sensation, like all the sudden I was being held down. Like I was being restrained. I was in a prison, I was being held captive, interrogated! And then I felt it, a stinging sensation on my cock, this was it. I was going to be tortured to death in my dream.

I woke up. My hands and feet bound to the bedposts. I began freaking out. “What the Fuck is going on?” I yelled.

“Quiet Bryce. My company will hear you. I tied you up just before he got here and left you a present.” She winked and turned on a vibrator against my cage on a very low setting. “If you make a noise, I’m going to come in here and beat the shit out of you do you understand?”

I nodded yes.

“Good boy. Have you ever cum in the cage before?”

I shook no.

“Good, then you better hold it in, or you might never need to come out again” she smiled so wide that I could see it perfectly in the dark room. “Now shut the fuck up. I’m about to have sex with a real man. And yes, I want you to stay awake for it until I say you can sleep, you understand?”

“Yes mistress.” I whisper.

And she left. She left me tied to a bed with a vibrator on my cock. Fuck that feels good. I’m in trouble…